They all lay and clamor before him
Their lives one long sigh
A turn of the wrist and it rains down
The lies and lives, why?
And I'm closer
I'm closer
"Whoo"
Sun glistens off sand canyons
The mirage was not a mile
Volcanic sighs underrun a sly smile
The blood in my mouth starts to dry
Come closer
Come closer
Wax palms
Gauze eyes
Cut tongues
Pure light
This is my wartime, blown out a faultline
Graph lines
Cross my
Jet black
Gun sights
Every time I close my eyes, I watch it float away like a
